making of me
wretched hater spins
atrocious convictions fright
I walk away strong
.
music man my pride
opens gift inside my soul
I dance memories
.
tiny steps and breaths
sweeten dreams and daytime trips
I revel in smiles
.
long-lashed weepy love
steadfast through nightmare dreaming
I defy the storm
.
deftly pulls my eternal thread
timlessly bound before we wed
Unforgivable Spins
mother loved you best
whip smart big brother of mine
you included me
a teacher wise spied
abilities me
oextending my sky
men who loved than left
one night lessons invaluable
in defining worth
career with deadlines
tick tocking away my life
importance shifting
husband steadfastly
supportive invisibly
my worn buried rock
the unlikely created my unlikely wins
forgiving erratic unforgivable spins
I Was ~ I Am.
I was his fave'rit;
His daughter of shared weakness.
Shared interests too.
I was her comfort;
Her daughter of compassion,
Strength in heavy times.
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I am his wife/love;
Learner from his intellect,
Sharer of his life.
I am their mother;
Assistant of their keen minds,
Keeper of their health.
I never saught to build a bridge between these seperate lives,
But one learns from the other in my faulty mind's archives.
Kind Words
‘Dream big’ my dad said
And I did, for a moment—
life’s not so simple.
London and Paris:
An old man begs me for bread,
Where’s the beauty?
Defeat trailed me home
My mom’s tears forced me to smile
Quote: ‘Good things will come.’
How do you go on?
Stranger in the rain answers:
‘Look up—sun’s coming out.’
The muffled clink of coins in a paper cup reminds me,
Salvation lies in kind words and small deeds.
my mentors
Today it is me
I render self to myself
teach children to write
Brother by shirt sleeves
grabbed me to see with my eyes
what appears in his.
Long haired poet, he
led me to stand on, not at,
a table to shout.
Professor, master
beat me because he said he
loved my work the most.
To live long enough to thrive
their teachings I ha to survive.
Metamorphosis
My elder daughter
Always marched to her own beat
She is my hero
Daughter number two
A compassionate empath
Exuding goodwill
Second ex-husband
Truly, an abusive jerk
Compelled me to reveal strength
And then there’s myself
Varied personalities
Taught me how to cope
Uniqueness, harmony, survival, strife,
Every one of them have transformed my life.
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Blood
Mother kind and warm,
Tried so hard to be perfect,
Hard-won approval.
Dad didn’t mean it,
Didn’t know another way,
Softness came too late.
Grandmother loved.
Nothing more and nothing less.
Wounded and unwound.
Brother; protector.
Nothing escaped his sharp eye.
First friend, for always.
Thin is water and thick is blood,
That shouldn't matter, because so is mud.
A Mother’s Love.
Am I pretty, mom?
There are prettier than you.
I cry in my room.
Am I talented?
Yes, but your dreams are absurd
I ignore her words.
Are you proud of me?
Why do you need me to be?
In spite I succeed.
My mother in her own way gave me room
To struggle, to grow, to blossom, to bloom.
Influence
He once emboldened me
To spread my wings and soar high
Only to clip them
Mother disapproved
My every attempt to please
Until I gave up
Random stranger showed
What freedom and love felt like
I braced my new wings
My daughter of steel
Always expressed her strong-will
She inspired me
My past was dark, I could not let go
Then the storm settled, I found my rainbow.
for better or for worse?
he changed me the most.
showing me that life was worth
my heart of fury.
fury came from her,
from my mother who refused
to accept less than.
and she, the best friend
of seven years, poured self-love.
ingrained it in me.
the most raw change: me.
for too long, i felt poison
taking over me.
everyone kept changing and fixing the waves of my sea,
so my churning ocean never let me simply, be.